Pete's P.O.V.
I sighed as I walked into the door with Lily. Several students pointed to us and yelled,"Emos! Why don't you both go cut??" I yelled back. "Because we ain't suicidal idiots! We actually want to live in peace!" Patrick stood up. "Shut. The. Fuck. Up. Leave Pete alone." (Omg just got a new bf , holla!! As of March 25, 2015.) Kids left the hallway. "Did I just curse, in front of the principal??" I nodded. Patrick whined. I slapped his back, "Welcome to the dark side, we have cookies!"
(I forgot to say, the title of this chapter means 'Love is burning' in French.)
Patrick smiled as the bell rang. I grabbed my stuff and walked to Science. As I sat down, I scanned the room for Lily. No sign of her. "Patrick." I whispered. He raised his eyebrows, "hm?" I smiled. "I'm going to find Lily, tell the teacher I got an important message from the principal." Patrick nodded. I ran outside, and ran to Lily's house. I walked in, not bothering with knocking, knowing her parents were on vacation. "Lily? It's me, Peter.." I walked into the bathroom, and saw her crying, wrists all slit with a vomit smell hanging in the air. "I'm sorry.... I'm sorry." She dropped the blade. I began to cry. "Lily, why is there a vomit smell?" Lily's eyes were red and puffy. "I tried to overdose, but instead ended up getting really high. Peter, I'm really sorry." I grabbed her and pulled her close. "Tiger Lily...." She looked up at me. "Peter Pan.." I sobbed. I could tell she was really depressed. I pulled at my phone. "911, my girlfriend tried to kill herself, and she is slowly dying, get here fast!"
My Tiger Lily sat there, dying in my arms.
(Sorry for the cliff hanger!)
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Teen FictionThis is a story about FOB, well, Pete Wentz. They are high schoolers, so, bare with me in this story. Also, this story does contain sucidical thoughts and actions. DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE SENSITIVE TO THIS STUFF!!!
